Writing a testimonial can be hard, especially when you're forced to brag about yourself. Evangeline thought of the best one:

Quality: humble
Example: I feel extremely uncomfortable writing this

I learnt an important lesson today - never open your windows too wide during the 7th month ghost festival. This is especially applicable if you're living near a giant tourist attraction (I'm serious - Bright Hill Temple is a must-go ethnic site) like me. I woke up this morning and discovered some grey flaky stuff sitting on my window latch. After a closer examination, I realised it was ash. When I came home, mom reported that there were traces of ash on my bed, the PVC platform/sofa (or whatever it's called), my cushions, the stuffed toys sitting around... practically everywhere. So she kindly helped me clear that up while I was in school. When I switched on my fan, I got a shock when some ash on the floor suddenly came to life. I immediately headed for the mopping thing. Mom spotted me and I ended up doing commmunity service.

The past few days passed rather quickly. My days consisted of 3 main activities - revision, violin practice and slacking away at the computer. I spent 90% of revision time working on SS and Geog. It's a pity they only combine to form 1 subject. But I don't have a choice since I only have 1 human subject. I tried to revise A Math last night. I flipped to a random question and spent an hour doing it, but no work done since I didn't manage to solve it. To prevent humiliating my brain cells further, I decided to call it a day.

I've been sitting for exams in rather extreme climatic conditions. Today's papers were held in the classroom. No matter where I sit, I'm always situated in the class's tropical climate zone. For exams, I migrated to somewhere around the Sahara region. I was practically a semi-solid lump melting away in the heat. The fan that was literally squating on the floor didn't come to any good use by trying to blow my feet off. On the other end of the thermometer, Wednesday was spent in the walk-in fridge. Since I was seated in the chiller section, where the air from the 2 rows of air con converge and emerge stronger, I was a very well-preserved piece of meat. After the chilling experience of being thawed and frozen repeatedly, I finally decided to invest in a school jacket.

My phone has been slipping into comas more often. There's an interesting red light at the back of the phone. Throughout my phone's entire (short) history, it has only performed one function - it lights up when my phone loses consciousness. Sony Erricson really has a good sense of humour.